My Ex Is Getting Married Novels & Stories

I didn't know what to say but I still felt bad that I forgot about my own moral principles for the sake of saving my marriage. As if he could tell what was going through my mind, he turned my face to look at him, his gaze so soft and firm at the same time that it made my knees feel weak and fluttering feelings ran free in my heart. “No one hurts you and goes scot free. Richard, your ex husband, is going to pay dearly for what he put you through, his only saving grace is that his actions brought you to me. From now on, you are going to be with me and in case you haven't noticed, I am madly in love with you, Elle. Richard is your past now and I am your future. So what do you say, will you give

On the seventh year after the breakup, I receive a package from Clarence Fraser. All 44 pounds of said package consist of the stacks of chat history I have with him in the past. Soon, Clarence's text appears on my phone screen. "Wanna meet up? I'd like to tell you something." I pause momentarily before responding with a "1". That number signifies rejection. Then, I turn my phone off. After wiping my sweat off with a towel, I pick up another crate of fruits and continue promoting them to the customers loudly, as though nothing has happened. It's been so many years, and I don't know why Clarence decides to text me all of a sudden. Similarly, he doesn't know that I've already become so

"It's last minute...I know... But think about it this way, it's day before the big event...our wedding...A private, high-society party to celebrate us before we take the altar. I actually love the idea." We did not have a pre-wedding gala in my past life... Why the hell are things changing now? What is changing the time line? Why was he so bent on publicizing to the world that we were getting married? "No. No, fucking absolutely not." The words tore out of my mouth before I could stop them. I pressed my hands back against my dresser, my knuckles turning white. "Daniel, look at me. I can barely stand up. I’m exhausted...I think I’m coming down with something...my head is pounding, and I spent

“Oh Imelda, there’s no need for that, he’s just seeing you off.” Lydia said, casually but I could tell she was being sarcastic. “Fine.” I muttered. “Good bye, Imelda.” I heard my ex mother in law say as I headed for the door and Gabriel following behind me. “Imelda!” He kept calling but I didn’t turn back, tears were already spilling down my cheeks. He was getting married in three weeks! “Get your hands of me, Gabriel!” I spluttered, pushing him off me but he grabbed me to himself again.

We start to eat it and he talk again. "You never be a burden to me. You know what that woman said?" "What?" "She and Joseph are getting married in six months. I can't believe that Joseph cheated on you. How could he." "Actually she's his ex but I don't know what the actual status now. Also I told him that I need space from all this and he seems to understand." He look at me with pity eyes. "Don't look at me like that, I'm okay." You said to him.

“Because I vividly remember our Beta being married. Was it a few years ago? Four, maybe five? I wasn't at the wedding but I knew of it. The whole pack was happy then, hoping Alpha Alexander would follow suit.” “Ah…I see,” I repeated like a broken clock. “But now that he's marrying the Alpha's daughter, I must say, it's a bit unusual. I feel bad for whom he was married to. Rumor had it that she's barren. Poor thing…”. Gradually, the cars started to move and I'd never been more grateful. “I wonder how I'd feel if I randomly heard my ex wife was getting married,” he said again. His eyes were on me, rather than on the road and I genuinely started to wonder if he knew who I was and just pretended

Miles Gallagher and Sasha Bailey's wedding was held extravagantly. Political and business elites, as well as top celebrities, all went to celebrate. I was the only one who did not show up. I couldn't understand why such a trivial matter would end up trending. It was crazy. After all, who would attend the wedding of their ex-husband? Miles and I had a very awkward divorce. It wasn't a peaceful separation. The relationship between our families was almost torn apart. Although Miles and I were in a marriage of convenience, we were also childhood friends and high school sweethearts.

So aside from the deal, I really want to get married because of everything people are saying about me because if I don't, then it will confirm the remorse and I don't want it because to the best of my knowledge, I am a decent guy and I don't deserve everything happening to me. "I know this has nothing to do with Mr Richard but I will indulge, so how do we go about this? Do we call all your ex girlfriends or what's the plan?" He asked curiously but I don't think any of my ex is the solution. "No, we can't involve my ex. We can try dating apps or maybe clubs, anything but my ex." I clarified. "So you are serious?" "Of course I am serious Tommy, I need to get married on the 28th."

I shouldn't be here. My ex is marrying a woman he started dating three weeks after dumping me, and I'm at table fourteen – the table they put you at when they don't want you but couldn't not invite you – in a red dress that cost more than the gift I brought, three glasses of champagne deep, watching Ethan dip his bride while the DJ plays Ed Sheeran. That's when I see him.

What more do you want? "If you keep causing a scene, I’m going to retract my offer to remarry you. You’re going to regret it." I could tell he had run out of patience, judging by his expression. Regret? I had already done my part of regretting. I regretted not leaving him sooner. It was only after I left him that I realized that there was more to this world than Emil. "Emil, let me be perfectly clear: I have no intention of remarrying you. In fact, I am already married, so I would appreciate it if you stopped pestering me." I shrugged off his hand and turned to leave.